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Píseň: Culturecide
- Interpret:
- Primal Scream
- Album:
- More Light
Train leaves the city, high on the tracks Holocaust central howling at my back View from the carriage, safe blind glass Woundeed streets of graveyard flats Dishrag curtains, screams of disease Satellite dish where the window should be Breeze block prison, somebody's home Looks like it's been hit by a neutron bomb Jackie is a mother, doing her best The kids ain't got a father The motherfucker left Bottom of the pyramid, economic slave Working two jobs, for a minimum wage Paying her taxes, paying her rent Can't clothe the kids, 'cos the money's been spent The kids are in care, system of abuse What d'ya feel about yourself When nobody wants you? Culturecide Culturecide When your baby is crying, 'cos it's hungry and cold And your wife wants to leave you, 'cos you haven't got a job Will you shit on your brother, stab him in the back You gotta survive man, by doing what you can It's the new dark ages, every man for himself Don't ask for mercy, don't ask for help You need a will to power, a triumph of the will Like the politicians/black magicians Who do what they wilt Elected criminals, legalized crime Passing new laws, protecting their kind Culturecide Culturecide Culturecide Culturecide Teenage drug gangs, running with machine guns Miles of favelas up and down the M1 Law of the jungle, ghetto mentality Like Margaret Thatcher said "There's no thing as society" Free market credo, economic theology High priest bankers, stealing your money (don't buy the lie) Living like a refugee in your own country (don't buy the lie) Living like a refugee in your own country Culturecide Living like a refugee in your own country [x4] Take a look in your children's eyes [x4]